Just to be clear , people never forget each other for no reason , with the passing time like a lot of desperate want to believe . No , this is not how it works . Mostly everyone of us has their best cup of coffee where they always want to drink their coffee after a tiring day . The famous best cup breaks and you become sad , thinking of it and another last shift of coffee from it believing in a way or another you would never have a better coffee in any other cup ... UNTIL , you get your new coffee cup which miraculously become your new favorite . And , you never talk about the old broken one . This is how it goes .
Things replace things, thoughts replace thoughts and people replace other people .
If you , dear reader , somehow disagree , you only should have a little thought . Can you remember your first favorite cup of coffee ? Your first favorite song , movie , T-shirt ? Do you still talk about them or love them the same way ?
Everything in life is transitory .
At any moment , your place will be taken . Admit it !
That's exactly what I couldn't do .
H.e.r ,
These three beautiful letters kept turning in my mind over and over. I already knew it . I knew there has to be someone who took my place these whole years . But I've never believed my own thoughts . Let me explain for you ,
Taylor and I , literally grew up together . Our fathers used to be firemen in the same compartment . Our mothers got pregnant , almost , at the same time and they attended sport classes together during their pregnancy . Taylor sometimes , says that we may have mental problems because we got more pre-birth kicks than we should have .
And it made me laugh every time he said that .
We have done everything together , like two siblings except that he wasn't my brother and I wasn't his sister . We played together , studied , got punished and the list may never end . Taylor wasn't someone you just want to do the super cool stuff with . He was that friend who makes any ordinary day fun . We spent days and nights watching TV , playing cards , talking, and it was fun . Some people make all these huge plans to do with their friends , fuck that . Find someone who you can do grocery shopping and still have a blast with . Find someone who makes you look forward to waking up on Monday ....
Yeah , guys , it happened that found mine and it was no one but him . So while the guys in our age could barely remember to keep their flies zipped , here was a perfectly friendly , perfectly attractive , perfectly careful lovely boy who just-so-happened to live next door to me .
Of course I fell in love with him ,
Of course it ended badly .
I honestly can't remember when things started to change . But I do remember how I couldn't look at you with the same innocent eyes as before . I felt disgusted first . I felt like a traitor who's ruining our whole thing . At some little times , the look of your eyes tell that my feelings had an echo in yours . Nothing was sure . I've been torn about wanting more than a friendship with you Taylor . But , I knew you were a hit-and-run kind of guy . And I wished I didn't know that . You would get infatuated , and then it'd be over . The truth was , I wasn't even sure I was your type , which was more curvy and more attractive than I was . And I wished I didn't know that neither . If that wasn't enough to confuse me , you were my best friend and I relied on you for ... well , everything .
In the middle of one night , sometime between staring at the roof of my room and looking at the light of your window , I had decided I wouldn't tell you how I felt . Maybe , when we're old and gray and still friends , I'll be able to tell you that the summer we turned fourteen , I kind of fell in love with you for a little while , and we'll laugh about silly that seems , and ...
Of course you left .
Of course my feelings didn't last just during that summer .
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Fairy~Tales
Teen FictionAfter almost 4 years no see , Jules finally meets her old neighboor and one and only childhood friend , Taylor Scott ... And , as always , nothing happens as in Jules' fairy imagination ... Everything turns out the opposite way : her mother decides...